Comments on: Inspirational stories http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/ A deeper look into how Worthy Chat is run and the people who administer to Worthy Chat! Sun, 15 Aug 2010 16:24:38 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.3 By: Denise http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-62 Denise Sat, 18 Feb 2006 04:09:53 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-62 Hi- This is a long post, :) Lord pointed me to do my work for him on the internet tonite, as I couldn't reach by phone those who I've newly gotten to share his glory with. So, you're looking for the Truth of how Jesus Saves (that's what I typed into Google- Jesus Saves Chat- so here I am :) I was 42, living in Milwaukee WI. Hooked on bourbon to kill the emptiness inside of a childless husbandless life. Spent years in the wasteland of Wicca, paganism. Got tires of people who didn't want to work for what they believe in, and never really felt a connection while doing ritual. Dropped it and drifted spritual-less for about 7 years. Had found a place "The Trailer" in the beautiful SW hills of Western Wisconsin that I'd been going to about 4 years, the only thing I lived for was doing my 5 days a week in the city so I could go there and work like a maniac to turn this abandoned trailer into a place of peace and gardens. January 2004. Deepest of dispair, got engaged 9/11, long story, seemed like magic. Got married the next August and was filing divorce in June, God bless those little men that have a chip on their shoulder, hey. So, I Had to get my Bronco back from the trailer, where I'd left it after deerhunting. I Knew a saved guy, who'd I'd gotten rides from before, dropping off vehicles and motorcycles, who came and went from the similar area so to speak, but like he was SO into Jesus, augh, it was my last option. Like the last time i'd gotten a ride from him, all I heard about was evolution, and the Gore/Bush thing (it was right before the election), and yikes, there is nothing like the aggravation of those in control of the devil, in a closed compartment (like a car) with the saved. OMG 4 hours, I was outa my mind. So, no one else would come forward, so I finally swallowed my discomfort, and lo, Dennis said no problem, pick you up Saturday morning, stay in one of the guestrooms at his place, go to church on Sunday (oh my!) and then go dig out the Bronco. During the service, at a real bible believing church, the Pastor was taking somewhere in 1 Peter. I was wandering around what he was working on, and long and short of it, came to the verse that did the BOINK, the saving verse- 1 Peter, 4:5- FOR YOU HAVE SPENT ENOUGH TIME IN THE PAST DOING WHAT PAGANS CHOOSE TO DO- LIVING IN DEBAUCHERY (ect). Started watching Jesus TV, reading the word, getting hope, the Spirit, wow. It was the beginning of the good part. My life with the Lord. Another great turning point was at a repentance service, a couple months later, April 2004, right before Easter that year, at an Assembly of God church. There I really got saved. I know that when you are on your knees, crying before God, reliving every sin you did against him and asking for his forgiveness, that our Gracious Lord and the angels in heaven rejoice, for another of his have returned. One of my deepest heartaches has been not having my mate, my husband. I married late and badly, and in mid May 2004, I finally let go- Prayed, "Lord, whatever you want. Where ever you want me to go, what ever you want me to do, I'm yours, I'm ready. I'm ready for my husband". On weekends then, I'd been going to a bible believing church about 45 minutes away from "The Trailer". 5/23/04 I was too late to get there for services, so tried the little Methodist church in the vale by me. No, not there. Tried the other church I'd never been to, up and across the ridge. No, not there, they were already in the middle of service. Where then? Well, never went to the churches in the little town by the trailer, so off I went, and ended up at a United Methodist church, ok, never tried it, I was game to praise. 5 Minutes late in comes to sit before me a tall guy and obviously his tall son. Woh, this guy is actually saying "Alleluia" (and it's NOT that type of church). The pastor's message was about worry, and I shared a gift that the Lord had given me (Dale Carnagies "How To Stop Worrying and Start Living". I spoke up right in church, and testified that the Lord had brought me to this book, to help me with that. So, the Lord having brought me there, this fella in front of me had to talk to me after church, and after a couple of hours after everyone left, we finally said our "talk to you laters". Driving away from there, I had the experience that when you've had it, it's astounding. Clear as a bell. "BETTER START PACKING". HUH? I responded. And it repeated. Better Start Packing. That was 5/23/04. I had the Holy Spirit moving me, driving me, that's all I can say. I was working a 37.5 hour a week being very nicely paid for commercial insurance service work. Had my own house that I'd lived in a accumulated crap in for 20+ years. Whoooee, when the holy spirit is driving you, when the will of God has you in his hand, it's all in his control. I got an offer on the house 4 days after listing, 1 1/2 months after WOOEE day. For 5 grand more than my asking price. I ended up closing on the house in less than 3 months- wow, it still blows me away. So 8/19/04 I was free to do HIS will- house sold, beautiful farm in Western Wisconsin with organic chicken eggs and all the organic acreage that the Lord has bequeathed until me, to do his will, to glorify him. So does Jesus REALLY S A V E? OH YEAH, and this is so true and real, I just had to share with the world the truth. Because, about 3 weeks after the house sold, so this would be early 9/2004, I got a call from my real estate agent. Huh, like why would he be calling. Turns out, someone that lived in a four apartment building across the street and four doors down from me, had SOMEHOW gotten a key to the backdoor of MY old house. (I think it could have been from a year or two ago, where I'd left a key out for a neighbor t do electrical work). This guy was strung out on who know's what. He tried the backdoor of the house three doors to the south of my old house. They woke up and chased him off. He tried to get near the neighbor just to the south of me. His dogs are - awful, and chased the guy off. So he tried the key on my old house. This is what my real estate agent said. The new buyer had spent the last three weeks with his dad and his gay "partner" totally redoing the place- repainting, doing all new wood floors, the whole nine yards. That night was the VERY FIRST NIGHT that they stayed there. This drugged out dude tried the key on the back door, which was as I was told the ONLY lock on the house that they hadn't changed. The guy came in, went upstairs, and screamed at them "GIVE ME DRUGS OR MONEY- DRUGS OR MONEY- GIVE ME DRUGS OR MONEY" and then started stabbing them. All three of them had stabbing wounds. Luckily for them, the had (Lord does give even the sinners tools) a baseball bat there, which they beat the guy off and smacked him to unconsciousness. So my real estate guy was asking me if I knew who this guy was, and I didn't- I stuck to myself and just ran away every weekend. So now it's 2/2005. For the first time in my life, I have a fella who thinks I'm worth a dozen roses. He's an evangelist for the Lord, and I'm his partner in service. And he's cute too! I am so very blessed. But know still, that the enemy lingers, we are in the world. Best cure for that? Find any opportunity to praise and share god's word. Demon's just don't like that. Stay with the word. Hi- This is a long post,
:)
Lord pointed me to do my work for him on the internet tonite, as I couldn’t reach by phone those who I’ve newly gotten to share his glory with. So, you’re looking for the Truth of how Jesus Saves (that’s what I typed into Google- Jesus Saves Chat- so here I am :)
I was 42, living in Milwaukee WI. Hooked on bourbon to kill the emptiness inside of a childless husbandless life. Spent years in the wasteland of Wicca, paganism. Got tires of people who didn’t want to work for what they believe in, and never really felt a connection while doing ritual. Dropped it and drifted spritual-less for about 7 years. Had found a place “The Trailer” in the beautiful SW hills of Western Wisconsin that I’d been going to about 4 years, the only thing I lived for was doing my 5 days a week in the city so I could go there and work like a maniac to turn this abandoned trailer into a place of peace and gardens.
January 2004. Deepest of dispair, got engaged 9/11, long story, seemed like magic. Got married the next August and was filing divorce in June, God bless those little men that have a chip on their shoulder, hey. So, I Had to get my Bronco back from the trailer, where I’d left it after deerhunting. I Knew a saved guy, who’d I’d gotten rides from before, dropping off vehicles and motorcycles, who came and went from the similar area so to speak, but like he was SO into Jesus, augh, it was my last option. Like the last time i’d gotten a ride from him, all I heard about was evolution, and the Gore/Bush thing (it was right before the election), and yikes, there is nothing like the aggravation of those in control of the devil, in a closed compartment (like a car) with the saved. OMG 4 hours, I was outa my mind. So, no one else would come forward, so I finally swallowed my discomfort, and lo, Dennis said no problem, pick you up Saturday morning, stay in one of the guestrooms at his place, go to church on Sunday (oh my!) and then go dig out the Bronco. During the service, at a real bible believing church, the Pastor was taking somewhere in 1 Peter. I was wandering around what he was working on, and long and short of it, came to the verse that did the BOINK, the saving verse- 1 Peter, 4:5-
FOR YOU HAVE SPENT ENOUGH TIME IN THE PAST DOING WHAT PAGANS CHOOSE TO DO- LIVING IN DEBAUCHERY (ect). Started watching Jesus TV, reading the word, getting hope, the Spirit, wow. It was the beginning of the good part. My life with the Lord.
Another great turning point was at a repentance service, a couple months later, April 2004, right before Easter that year, at an Assembly of God church. There I really got saved. I know that when you are on your knees, crying before God, reliving every sin you did against him and asking for his forgiveness, that our Gracious Lord and the angels in heaven rejoice, for another of his have returned.
One of my deepest heartaches has been not having my mate, my husband. I married late and badly, and in mid May 2004, I finally let go- Prayed, “Lord, whatever you want. Where ever you want me to go, what ever you want me to do, I’m yours, I’m ready. I’m ready for my husband”.
On weekends then, I’d been going to a bible believing church about 45 minutes away from “The Trailer”. 5/23/04 I was too late to get there for services, so tried the little Methodist church in the vale by me. No, not there. Tried the other church I’d never been to, up and across the ridge. No, not there, they were already in the middle of service. Where then? Well, never went to the churches in the little town by the trailer, so off I went, and ended up at a United Methodist church, ok, never tried it, I was game to praise.
5 Minutes late in comes to sit before me a tall guy and obviously his tall son. Woh, this guy is actually saying “Alleluia” (and it’s NOT that type of church). The pastor’s message was about worry, and I shared a gift that the Lord had given me (Dale Carnagies “How To Stop Worrying and Start Living”. I spoke up right in church, and testified that the Lord had brought me to this book, to help me with that. So, the Lord having brought me there, this fella in front of me had to talk to me after church, and after a couple of hours after everyone left, we finally said our “talk to you laters”. Driving away from there, I had the experience that when you’ve had it, it’s astounding. Clear as a bell. “BETTER START PACKING”.
HUH? I responded. And it repeated. Better Start Packing.
That was 5/23/04. I had the Holy Spirit moving me, driving me, that’s all I can say. I was working a 37.5 hour a week being very nicely paid for commercial insurance service work. Had my own house that I’d lived in a accumulated crap in for 20+ years. Whoooee, when the holy spirit is driving you, when the will of God has you in his hand, it’s all in his control. I got an offer on the house 4 days after listing, 1 1/2 months after WOOEE day. For 5 grand more than my asking price. I ended up closing on the house in less than 3 months- wow, it still blows me away. So 8/19/04 I was free to do HIS will- house sold, beautiful farm in Western Wisconsin with organic chicken eggs and all the organic acreage that the Lord has bequeathed until me, to do his will, to glorify him.
So does Jesus REALLY S A V E? OH YEAH, and this is so true and real, I just had to share with the world the truth.
Because, about 3 weeks after the house sold, so this would be early 9/2004, I got a call from my real estate agent. Huh, like why would he be calling. Turns out, someone that lived in a four apartment building across the street and four doors down from me, had SOMEHOW gotten a key to the backdoor of MY old house. (I think it could have been from a year or two ago, where I’d left a key out for a neighbor t do electrical work). This guy was strung out on who know’s what. He tried the backdoor of the house three doors to the south of my old house. They woke up and chased him off. He tried to get near the neighbor just to the south of me. His dogs are – awful, and chased the guy off. So he tried the key on my old house.
This is what my real estate agent said. The new buyer had spent the last three weeks with his dad and his gay “partner” totally redoing the place- repainting, doing all new wood floors, the whole nine yards. That night was the VERY FIRST NIGHT that they stayed there.
This drugged out dude tried the key on the back door, which was as I was told the ONLY lock on the house that they hadn’t changed. The guy came in, went upstairs, and screamed at them “GIVE ME DRUGS OR MONEY- DRUGS OR MONEY- GIVE ME DRUGS OR MONEY” and then started stabbing them. All three of them had stabbing wounds. Luckily for them, the had (Lord does give even the sinners tools) a baseball bat there, which they beat the guy off and smacked him to unconsciousness. So my real estate guy was asking me if I knew who this guy was, and I didn’t- I stuck to myself and just ran away every weekend.
So now it’s 2/2005. For the first time in my life, I have a fella who thinks I’m worth a dozen roses. He’s an evangelist for the Lord, and I’m his partner in service. And he’s cute too! I am so very blessed. But know still, that the enemy lingers, we are in the world. Best cure for that? Find any opportunity to praise and share god’s word. Demon’s just don’t like that. Stay with the word.

]]> By: ConCo http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-60 ConCo Wed, 08 Feb 2006 07:29:52 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-60 Well, GOD has just been good to me, and my family! That doesn't mean however, that everything has been going great for us, in fact things have been particularly hard for over a year now. But even through the my tests, and trials I can see GOD the many ways HE has moved on our behalf. I praise GOD for allowing me time to grow, and mature, and for how HE has given my children, and me wisdom, and direction while HE has increased our Faith in HIM. I know GOD as a keeper, a provider, a healer and an encourager. In short, HE is our Source!!!!!!! :) Well, GOD has just been good to me, and my family!
That doesn’t mean however, that everything has been going great for us, in fact things have been particularly hard for over a year now. But even through the my tests, and trials I can see GOD the many ways HE has moved on our behalf.

I praise GOD for allowing me time to grow, and mature, and for how HE has given my children, and me wisdom, and direction while HE has increased our Faith in HIM.

I know GOD as a keeper, a provider, a healer and an encourager. In short, HE is our Source!!!!!!! :)

]]> By: Ayin Jade http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-57 Ayin Jade Mon, 06 Feb 2006 03:53:16 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-57 Come to worthy chat. That is where you can meet other Christians. Also on the message board. Please come and join us. http://www.worthychat.com/ http://www.worthyboards.com/ Come to worthy chat. That is where you can meet other Christians. Also on the message board. Please come and join us.

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]]> By: Haizel http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-56 Haizel Sun, 05 Feb 2006 23:51:37 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-56 Yes i kno God is good. but where and how do you meet other christians on here, ive never been on a blog site before? Yes i kno God is good. but where and how do you meet other christians on here, ive never been on a blog site before?

]]> By: Petunia Mae Witherbottom http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-55 Petunia Mae Witherbottom Sat, 04 Feb 2006 12:57:10 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-55 Wow! Praise God, Haizel!...and welcome to worthy, you will meet a whole lot of cool people here. Wow! Praise God, Haizel!…and welcome to worthy, you will meet a whole lot of cool people here.

]]> By: Haizel http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-54 Haizel Fri, 03 Feb 2006 22:46:19 +0000 http://www.worthychat.com/blog/inspirational-stories/#comment-54 First off all i would like to give thanks to the almighty father in heaven whom through all of my disobdience and heartache has been here for me and will be my best friend and father till the end of time. My inspirtational story is quite long and graphic but im going to sum it up as best as i can. I had accepted Christ when i was 12 years old and have been in the church all my life. But once i entered my teenage years my life entered a whole new world, filled with weed, sex, alochol, sex, lying, sex, and more sex. I was addicted and in bondage and nobody could help me. It got so bad that after i was raped i couldnt take it any more. my parents had kicked me out the house 6 or more times in two months and the young men who I was so deeply infactuated with didnt want me for nothing more than sex. He was my first and I couldnt help but be attached to him. Over the summer before my senior year in high school i began to start throwing up and having sex with a friend that i had been "talking to" for a year. I was so unhappy and there was noone that i could turn to that i hadnt already told and could do nothing but advise me because they had done so already. I tried and i tried to change, but i always went back and it would only get worse. One night in my room contemplating suicide, i prayed and said, "God i know that you are real because i have felt your power. God if you change me I promise to never go back and to tell every person about your love for even the person who has killed." Ever since that day I have not had sex, but a blunt to my lips, drank a drink, or had a curse word come from my mouth. GOD IS good. it has only been 6 months but my life has changed so dramatically i can not even begin to explain. If God can change an addict like me he can change anyone. Put your trust in him. Worship and Praise him everyday and keep him number one in your life. He is the only one that can change a person. Most of all love him like you love no other, for he is GOD. First off all i would like to give thanks to the almighty father in heaven whom through all of my disobdience and heartache has been here for me and will be my best friend and father till the end of time. My inspirtational story is quite long and graphic but im going to sum it up as best as i can. I had accepted Christ when i was 12 years old and have been in the church all my life. But once i entered my teenage years my life entered a whole new world, filled with weed, sex, alochol, sex, lying, sex, and more sex. I was addicted and in bondage and nobody could help me. It got so bad that after i was raped i couldnt take it any more. my parents had kicked me out the house 6 or more times in two months and the young men who I was so deeply infactuated with didnt want me for nothing more than sex. He was my first and I couldnt help but be attached to him. Over the summer before my senior year in high school i began to start throwing up and having sex with a friend that i had been “talking to” for a year. I was so unhappy and there was noone that i could turn to that i hadnt already told and could do nothing but advise me because they had done so already. I tried and i tried to change, but i always went back and it would only get worse. One night in my room contemplating suicide, i prayed and said, “God i know that you are real because i have felt your power. God if you change me I promise to never go back and to tell every person about your love for even the person who has killed.” Ever since that day I have not had sex, but a blunt to my lips, drank a drink, or had a curse word come from my mouth. GOD IS good. it has only been 6 months but my life has changed so dramatically i can not even begin to explain. If God can change an addict like me he can change anyone. Put your trust in him. Worship and Praise him everyday and keep him number one in your life. He is the only one that can change a person. Most of all love him like you love no other, for he is GOD.

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